Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 133

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Chapter 133

I had Tristan attached to Lilia.

I threatened him to monitor her every move, and if it became difficult to follow her directly, to use every insect in the capital to never lose track of her whereabouts.

‘It could be bluffing.’

It might just be a story hastily pieced together to get through a momentary crisis.

But thinking differently, it could be something that should have happened in the life Birth granted to Lilia.

Or… Birth might have urgently made new contact with his agent to stop the revived agent of Death.

‘Suddenly the Temple? Is an oracle coming down?’

I paced anxiously by the window. I had written an urgent note to Samuel, who should be at the predetermined lodging, and sent it tied to Jigol’s leg, but I couldn’t gauge whether meeting him would clearly resolve anything.

In the first place, whether Lilia’s words were prophecy or not could only be confirmed after those words came to pass.

So at least after 5 days.

‘But I can’t just sit idle.’

At least I need to check what kind of atmosphere the Temple has right now. And how much influence Samuel has within it.

I naturally contacted the Imperial Palace as well. I have a communication device that can directly contact Heinrih.

If the incident Lilia mentioned really happens…

Bang bang!

I was startled back to my senses by the sudden loud sound. Palides, who had been sitting in a chair absorbed in knitting, quickly hid his yarn under a cushion and jumped up.

Someone who pounded the door so violently it was embarrassing to call it knocking opened the door with a bang before my permission even fell.

It was Prisian Sister with bloodshot eyes.

“It must be something important. You look unusually urgent, unlike yourself, Sister.”

“Anelli.”

She approached me with a terrifying expression as if she would strangle me right then and there.

“Please keep your distance.”

I gestured to stop Palides who tried to quickly block her and stared at Prisian Sister.

“Did you finish talking with Father?”

“What is this behavior?”

“What behavior?”

At my words, she opened her mouth wide as if about to burst into rage. However, immediately after, she clenched her fists and suppressed her emotions.

The anger she was currently suppressing was fully conveyed through her trembling eyelashes.

“You know that your… value has become higher than mine. It would be a natural conclusion for Mother to choose you.”

Prisian Sister, gritting her teeth, breathed heavily. Apparently, Sister had conversations not only with Father but also with Mother.

Sister’s face, admitting with her own mouth that her ‘value had decreased,’ was full of wounds.

It was easy to glimpse her wounds. That emotion was exactly what I had once felt in this manor.

And the person who led the way in replacing me like a part when I became worthless was Prisian Sister standing before me.

“I’m glad you understand. The Imperial House is a good place. Especially the food would suit Sister’s taste well. The bedding is…”

“But there’s something both Father and Mother don’t know.”

Prisian Sister cut off my words with a strong tone.

Amidst her grief, the desire contained in her blazing eyes hadn’t diminished in the slightest.

“The fact that you have no affection or interest in this family whatsoever.”

Yes, this was exactly the Prisian Sister I knew.

I didn’t answer and stared at Sister intently. When I showed no reaction, Prisian Sister continued speaking with difficulty.

“You just want to vent your anger. At Roam who abandoned you. At all of us who… put you on the execution platform.”

Just as I knew Sister well, Sister must know me well too. Otherwise, how could she read my intentions so accurately?

I smiled faintly and parted my lips.

“What frightening words. I abandoned the Imperial Palace and came here. Why would you think that’s venting anger?”

“So, suddenly you want to become the next Duke of Roam? Don’t be ridiculous. You were never interested in such a position from the beginning!”

“But I wasn’t particularly interested in pursuing the Empress position either.”

“What you wanted wasn’t the Empress but Maxel!”

At Prisian Sister’s sharp retort, I was suddenly at a loss for words.

While I missed the timing to respond, Prisian Sister’s venomous words continued.

“You’re the one who couldn’t capture a man’s heart! Just because you couldn’t get what you wanted, you’re going to drag me down into the mud too?”

It felt like a chill ran down my spine.

I stared at Prisian Sister expressionlessly and slowly parted my lips.

“I wanted Maxel?”

“Yes! Are you planning to deny it?”

If I denied it, Sister was ready to mock me immediately.

I had no intention of denying it. I…

“Sister, you knew that?”

I thought there was nothing left to disappoint me, but I was slightly surprised to find there was still ground left to fall to.

Everyone had blamed me for being obsessed with the Empress position. Since I was born and raised to become Empress, they said I was being greedy about it.

They said even words of love were all just hollow expressions to disguise my own desires.

“Knowing that, you still argued that Lilia should be pushed to Maxel’s side instead of me?”

Naturally, I thought Prisian Sister would think the same way. I really didn’t know Sister was properly aware of my feelings.

I thought the mockery about not being able to capture the heart of someone I loved was just an expression to ridicule me.

“That’s… because you were sick anyway!”

“And yet you say I couldn’t capture a man’s heart? You say such things?”

Sister seemed at a loss for words, opening and closing her lips a few times before shutting them.

I was so dumbfounded I couldn’t even laugh.

“…I spoke too harshly.”

The words that came after a long silence were hardly what you’d call an apology.

Even that wouldn’t have come out if Prisian Sister wasn’t cornered right now.

“You’re the one who drove me to this state. I’m sufficiently humiliated and… in despair now. So let’s stop this.”

Yes, Sister certainly looked desperate.

It was obvious that someone who had reigned over others as a young duchess her whole life wasn’t used to making pitiful sounds.

But you know what? Is that despair she’s feeling now really everything?

“In the Imperial Palace prison, you can only eat one meal a day.”

I began speaking in a quiet, calm tone.

“Just very hard, stale bread and soup with a foul smell from who knows what was boiled in it.”

“Anelli.”

“You can’t bite into the bread, so you have to soak it thoroughly in the soup. If there’s mold on the bread, you can see black chunks floating on top of the soup. The soup might have someone’s spit mixed in it.”

“…Stop it, Anelli.”

I don’t know why she’s shuddering like that from what little I’ve said. I’m just lightly describing the meals you can eat in prison.

“After prolonging life by forcing such things into my stomach, I was sentenced to beheading. Do you know how I felt then? I was…”

“Stop it!”

Prisian Sister cut off my words as if screaming.

However, I caught my breath for a moment and then continued speaking slowly again.

“I was so relieved.”

“I understand, so please…”

“Sufficiently humiliated and desperate? No, Sister, you’re not at all. When a person truly falls to rock bottom, even that can’t be felt.”

Prisian Sister was contorting her expression as if just listening was painful.

She couldn’t bear to look at me and kept her gaze fixed on the floor.

“Nothing remains.”

And when you finally reach the end, only then do you feel liberation.

Prisian Sister, who had been biting her lips tightly while listening to my words, eventually turned around without a word.

I stared intently at her retreating figure as she left without even a greeting, then clicked my tongue quietly and closed the door she had left open.

Now then, shall I think again about the countermeasures that were interrupted earlier?

“Captain…”

A tearful call reached my ears as I was about to head to the desk.

…Tearful?

“Palides?”

Doubting my ears, I turned toward where the sound came from and saw Palides trembling while clutching a handkerchief with both hands.

“Captain, I… I had no idea you went through such hardships… *sniff* I was foolishly just knitting… *sob* saying I’d make you a scarf, Captain…”

I wasn’t sure if someone without a head could cry, but her voice was definitely filled with tears.

I tried to comfort her with the most calm and rational expression I could manage.

“Palides. It’s all in the past.”

“*Sob*…! You really went through all that…! *Wail*…! And I didn’t even know… just knitting away…!”

“My past and your knitting are completely unrelated matters. So you can keep knitting. I gave you permission in the first place.”

“But still…! What’s the point of any of this! *Waaaail*!”

Making crying sounds I’d never heard before in my life, Palides covered the eye holes of her helmet with both hands.

“Palides, as long as nothing like that happens again.”

“Of course, of course I’ll… beat up all those bastards…! *Sob*…”

“Palides, Palides?”

It was quite a while before Palides finally regained her composure.

* * *

“It’s fortunate I don’t have a head. If I did, my eyes would definitely be swollen, right?”

“Right. And I… learned that Dura’han can cry too.”

As I muttered in an exhausted voice, Minte, who was sitting on the windowsill, spoke with a sighing tone.

[What a disgraceful display just from stepping away for a moment. Palides, you’re too soft-hearted.]

“Minte, you’re too inhuman.”

[We’re not human to begin with, Palides.]

“My goodness, how can you say such cruel things?”

Listening to Minte and Palides’ conversation in a daze, I absentmindedly opened my mouth.

“Palides, don’t cry.”

“Ah, yes! Understood!”

How exactly was I supposed to comfort a headless being who cries? I had absolutely no idea…

“Still, thanks to Captain comforting me, I calmed down quickly!”

I didn’t do anything though? No, wait. That was calming down quickly?

Not seeming to notice my shocked expression, Palides spoke in an excited voice.

“Captain is really so kind!”

I have no idea at what point she felt kindness. It feels like I’m getting all the good image benefits thanks to the past captain.

“I’m different from that past captain you knew.”

“No, not the past captain, but the captain right in front of me!”

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